Son of Runeard

𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒂𝒍 [...] 𝑫𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝑭𝒆𝒆𝒍.

[runeardson]

Way Up North, As Far As North Goes.

[runeardson]

Who's not dead, sound off!

[runeardson]

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you are my sunshine, my only sunshine

[runeardson]

Currently reading Dangerous Secrets, so like for a starter while I listen?

[runeardson]

@wintehr​ liked for a starter

“Come walk in the gardens with me, Elsa.” Agnarr said offering his eldest his arm so they could walk together.

“I think it’s time we had a talk.”

[verglasregnant]

runeardson​:

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“Hush now, it’s alright, it’s just a dream.” Agnarr said rocking Elsa back and forth, frost crept up the walls of Elsa’s room but that did not phase him.

“Papa’s here now, your safe.”

      ✧・ﾟ:*❄ It was getting bad lately; with every dream or nightmare, it seemed to be getting worse, and the young princess clung to her father, seeking what comfort she could, before fears threatened to choke her, before she pushed against the man’s chest and put as much distance between them as she could. Even from here, Elsa could see the fine ice that had gathered at her father’s night shirt where she had clutched the fabric moments before.

      ❝ But you’re not, ❞ She countered, wiping the tears from her eyes, the trails of which had already frosted onto her cheeks ❝ You shouldn’t have come, father… ❞

[runeardson]

“Elsa,” Agnarr sighed, ever since the accident his eldest seemed far more distant than normal. He hoped that it would pass soon and his normally cheery little girl would return to them soon, but for now he had to deal with Elsa’s desires not to engage with the family.

“You were having a bad dream, of course I came.”

[runeardson]

wintersovereign​:

“Lord Peterssen always manages the kingdom when you’re away. The people know him so well and he already knows what to do.” She recuses herself in the same manner she has many times during the past year. The neared to her twenty-first birthday she comes the harder she has pushed back at her father.

“I’ve only ever sat in on your meetings with the council. I’ve never even spoken a word to them. With respect, father, this seems a poor time for me to do so without your guidance. Lord Peterssen is clearly the right choice. Perhaps I can be better prepared for the next time.”

That sounded convincing. He couldn’t disagree with the logical reasons presented, right? Of course not. Her father was a reasonable man. He’ll understand she is only suggesting what is best for the kingdom. The tremble of her gloved hands and the frost overtaking the windows, however, spoke the feelings her excuses omited.

Smiling sadly, Agnarr shook his head.

“Lord Peterssen will be there to guide you as he guided me, it is long past time you start taking on these responsibilities, and it’s only for two weeks.” He and Iduna would be back in two weeks time, and all would return to how it was before. 

Hopefully a little better than before.

“You’ll be fine, Elsa.”

[vinterhjerte]

runeardson​:

“I would never say no to your company,” Agnarr smiled gesturing for Elsa to take the chair opposite of the desk. Ever since Iduna had perished in the Dark Sea, Agnarr had surrounded himself with his children. Elsa and Anna where his whole world now.

“How were your lessons today, did you learn anything interesting?”

SHE LOWERED HERSELF INTO THE SEAT, smoothing out her skirts once she was down, and scanning his desk. It had been said often enough that the king took too much on alone, and Elsa was of an age to be of some use to him now. It felt only right to spend their time together in such a way. 

“Not particularly,” she replied, giving him a slight smile. “I think poor Miss Larsen is just looking for new topics to teach me these days. Have you had any interesting meetings?”

[runeardson]

“Just some civil issues that need to be smoothed over.” Agnarr said, true a king must look at the big picture, but it was also his duty to preside over any issues his citizens had.

Glancing up at Elsa, Agnarr smiled, his eldest was the image of her mother, despite her platinum blonde hair. He missed Iduna desperately they had been together since they were children, and now he was alone.

[sagamemes]

ballroom dialogue prompts.     below, you can find dialogue taken from ballroom scenes or scenes revolving around the topic from period dramas, for all your fancy dress and intimacy needs. as not all of these are specifically about dancing, i would recommend adding to the end a note that this is the sentence meme you’re sending it for!

❝  is this what you [origin/nationality/family] call dancing?  ❞

❝  then i will introduce you to some pretty young noblemen instead.  ❞

❝  allow him his fancy.  ❞

❝  but no warfare tonight, i trust.  ❞

❝  oh, dear me, i’m no dancer, let me find a better partner for you.  ❞

❝  i can think of nothing less appealing than an evening of watching other people dance.  ❞

❝  will you please come and set an example for your companions?  ❞

❝  would you take a drink with me?  ❞

❝  i may not be [name], but may i dance with you?  ❞

❝  may i have a waltz?  ❞

❝  have some more wine, my wine.  ❞

❝  take a dance in the garden, my garden.  ❞

❝  the pretty young noblewomen of [place/family] would delight to have you paw at them.  ❞

❝  but if i were to become a woman with half your grace and beauty, [name]… i would be proud and happy.  ❞

❝  you look… as lovely as ever, [name].  ❞

❝  it’s a relaxation to dance with you, [name].  ❞

❝  i’ll save you the third dance just because it’s your first ball.  ❞

❝  he has the strength of an ox. and sadly the grace of an ox as well.  ❞

❝  the whole party is here to help my father prepare for the party.  ❞

❝  you and your idiot matchmaking.  ❞

❝  you have shown yourself to be a fine dancer, despite all your protests.  ❞

❝  do you not dance, mr. [name]?  ❞

❝  though i am an old married man, i would enjoy dancing with [you/name].  ❞

❝  will you stay for the [name/celebration] ball, [name]?  ❞

❝  oh, isn’t this room just like a fairyland?  ❞

❝  tonight is for celebrations.  ❞

❝  how do you like my hair?  i did it myself.  ❞

❝  oh, i had the most wonderful time!  it was out of a dream—  ❞

❝  where do you want to be taken?  ❞

❝  if i may have the pleasure, will you join me in a [dance]?  ❞

❝  she hates us both. hardly a reason for courtship, surely.  ❞

❝  you fear for the constancy of your lover’s affections?  ❞

❝  put on your best finery, [name]. your most beautiful dress. you’re coming with me.  ❞

❝  it’s the last dance.  ❞

❝  there is a response to such an insult. but it would not be appropriate here.  ❞

❝  if i may be so bold, i would ask for your advice.  ❞

❝  i would dance with you, if you will ask me.  ❞

❝  sprezzatura. i have heard it means ‘ the effortless display of grace ’.  ❞

❝  i see no evidence of sprezzatura.  ❞

❝  i care nothing for your pretty young noblewomen.  ❞

❝  if you will be my partner, [name].  ❞

❝  it would not be improper for us to dance.  ❞

❝  [name] told me she does not mean to dance this evening, but i do see a young lady whom i should like to see dancing.  ❞

❝  i dare say, but if i’m not to dance with you, i’m getting out of this operetta and going home.  ❞

❝  i come with some admirable qualities.  ❞

❝  [name] looks quite entrancing, does she not?  ❞

[runeardson]

@prophice gets a starter

He returns from the Dark Sea worn out and weary, he is also colder than one would expect, despite the dry clothes he wore.

He doesn’t care to see the doctors after his ordeal, he must see his girls, hold them close and tell them the awful truth. That their beloved mother, his queen of choice, would never come home.

He finds Anna first and breaking the news is like an axe to the heart. But he musters his courage and goes to Elsa’s room, knocking on the door to be admitted.

“Elsa, may I come in?”

[vinterhjerte]

runeardson​:

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“Elsa, come in.” Agnarr said looking up at his eldest from his desk. Since the death of his wife, Agnarr had aged considerably his hair was starting to gray at the temples, and the crows feet was more pronounced at the corner of the king’s eyes.

“How can I help you, Snowflake?”

THE NAME HAD HER BROWS TUGGING together slightly, almost a wince cracking through the walls she had carefully cultivated. But she turned her back to him to smooth her expression, closing the door behind her with a quiet click, before facing him again. 

“I’m done with my lessons for the day,” she said, hands clasped neatly together as she approached his desk. Miss Larsen did not spend all that much time with her elder pupil anymore, after all. “I was wondering if there was anything I could help you with?”

[runeardson]

“I would never say no to your company,” Agnarr smiled gesturing for Elsa to take the chair opposite of the desk. Ever since Iduna had perished in the Dark Sea, Agnarr had surrounded himself with his children. Elsa and Anna where his whole world now.

“How were your lessons today, did you learn anything interesting?”

[runeardson]

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“Hush now, it’s alright, it’s just a dream.” Agnarr said rocking Elsa back and forth, frost crept up the walls of Elsa’s room but that did not phase him.

“Papa’s here now, your safe.”

[runeardson]

@wintersovereign​ Liked for a starter

“Elsa, Your mother and I are going on a trip, I need you to take on some responsibilities while we’re away.” Agnarr knew well how terrifying it was to be thrust into the role of ruler, but this would be good for his eldest, she would after all be queen someday.

[runeardson]

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“Elsa, come in.” Agnarr said looking up at his eldest from his desk. Since the death of his wife, Agnarr had aged considerably his hair was starting to gray at the temples, and the crows feet was more pronounced at the corner of the king’s eyes.

“How can I help you, Snowflake?”

[runeardson]

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Agnarr strode into the birthing chamber as soon as the news had reached him that his queen and new baby daughter were well and receiving visitors.

Most kings would be disappointed in the fact that their queen had produced a girl and not a male heir to the throne, but Agnarr didn’t care, all that he cared about was that Iduna was safe and that their child was healthy.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Agnarr smiled at his wife and the bundle she held in her arms.

“May I see her?” He asked softly as to not disturb the baby.

[runeardson]

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